people = shit
ok so what the fuck do i have to do to make leeds uni realise im unwell. and was fucked up during my dissertation writing, panic attacks, feeling sick, not eating, crying, not even being able to function or think. Its bad enough that i had to write them an email to try and explain what happen, personal stuff at that which i dont want people knowing. ok so im writing about it on here....slighlty hypocritical maybe, but its different, most people on this thing understand depression, and its not like you guys are marking my uni work. So anyway. yeah. the guy who i wrote the email to last week was away, so it got forwarded to someone else....who replied with
"get some rest for the next hurdles we will place in front of you".....and that was IT. fucking twat.
The guy who was supposed to read the mail originally got back from holiday today.....and nope, he didnt reply.
Went to the doctors to register today, but i cant get an appointment until later in the week.
I almost wish depression had full on physical symptoms, maybe with a tattoo plastered on my forehead, maybe that way someone will actually fucking believe me. Im not doing this for fun. :(
i hate this, and i hate leeds. I never ever want to go back to that place.
"get some rest for the next hurdles we will place in front of you".....and that was IT. fucking twat.
The guy who was supposed to read the mail originally got back from holiday today.....and nope, he didnt reply.
Went to the doctors to register today, but i cant get an appointment until later in the week.
I almost wish depression had full on physical symptoms, maybe with a tattoo plastered on my forehead, maybe that way someone will actually fucking believe me. Im not doing this for fun. :(
i hate this, and i hate leeds. I never ever want to go back to that place.